Many are the tempest,…sweeping round-about;
They tear,…they beat,…they tug.
Unable they are, though,…to uproot us, now;
Our Faith, so far,…beneath the sod.
My roots, steadfastly-fastened,…deep in rocky-clefts;
As we, (The Faithful),…lift high our heads, to God!...

Create in us, a Love,…Oh God;
An Eternal Love,…Your Love.
A Love, that forgives any failure,
Spans any distance, withstands any tempest!...

Create in us, a Love,…Oh God;
A new Love, a fresh Love.
A Love, with the tenderness of a lamb,
The grandeur, of a mountain;
The strength, of a Lion!...

And make us One,…Intimately One;
As You made a hundred colors, into One Sunset.
A Thousand cedars, into One Forest,
And countless stars, into One Galaxy!....

Make our,…(“TWO-HEARTS,…AS-ONE”);
Father,…forever.
That You, may be Praised,…Father,…forever!...

The beauty of fishing, is not in the catch; it’s in the experience. Triumphant in Christ, (His only begotten Son), is not something we do; it’s something we are. A True Mark, of any Visionary, is his or her willingness to lay down his or her life; for those, whom they will never see!...

Being tested, by our Maker, reminds us, that our function and task,…is to be about, His business. We should exit His Shop, with no questions, as to why Almighty God,…has created us!....